Hey there, I'm Jessica.
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,Junior at Southeastern Louisiana. Art Major. I love talking to people and I'm always up for making friends. I love love love Harley Quinn and Batman things :) I find interest in the weirdest things, and can talk about pretty much anything.
I thought I had a psychologist appointment, the first step to actually getting everything sorted out with my anxiety, my mom got a ticket picking me up from campus, I had to miss a class to get there in time, we were running late, and then they call and tell me it was for next week. so I came home for no reason.
my mom was seriously pissed off and I started having panic attacks.
it’s totally my fault too. I wrote it down properly and I read it wrong.
just now I’m texting my boyfriend and I notice a bruise on my ear love that wasn’t there earlier, so I joked that it looked like a hickey, he made a joke about me cheating and I freaked out, I can’t even explain why. I knew it was a joke an that he would never accuse me of somethig like that without a good reason, but my brain just exploded because i Have been accused of it in the past for no reason.
I can’t stop crying and the words aren’t forming right in my head.
I hate this
I hate anxiety
I hate that I can’t do anything to make it better when I start thinking crazy irrational shit that doesn’t make sense
Week 5 of the semester and feel as though I could melt into a puddle of pathetic goo and slither into a sewer and still not be worthy of being in the damn sewer with everyone’s waste.